Which is about 6 miles from where we live. Down a country lane to the village of Great Edstone, here LS will make a joke, "wonder where Ed Milliband's stone ended up?", funny as long as it is not repeated too often. We arrived and parked at the little church, which had a round stone walled pound for animals attached to its wall. The church was small and neat and we were preceded by a young girl who was obviously very interested in the organ. She drove a large car by the way, so not that young, but then as you get older the young get younger! I thought it was lovely to see someone interested in music, don't know if she played the organ after we left but I hope she did.
On to Hutton-le-Hole, not many photos of this pretty village, and you will find that 'chocolate box prettyiness' is not really my style but it also had a round stone pound very similar to the Great Edstone one. But look how two landscapes juxtapose at this place, on the one hand the moors come sweeping down to the valley which in turn is covered densely in trees, and manicured with neat fields, very typical of Yorkshire. The ewe and her two lambs, one a ram you could just see the buds of his horns entertained us for a while, she was still feeding the pair. The village is full of holiday homes, which we found surprising but it is a beautiful part of the country.
|Great Edstone church|
|Holy water stoup?|
|Does not quite capture the lush purple of the heather|
|Moor meeting farmland|
|Clean shaven and pretty|
The following link is someone's blog who mentioned meeting us at The Hurlers stone circle, my alter ego is 'Moss' by the way, I keep his name as part of mine. A friend found the link yesterday.